Saffron. Indian Restaurant in Charlotte.

Charlotte police investigated today when an explosion ripped through the Saffron Indian Restaurant shortly after their buffet line closed.  Several windows were blown out and Indian food was scattered over a large area. No one appeared to have been injured although one woman reported that her husband had suddenly disappeared and has not yet returned. She said she thought perhaps he had gone back through the line again for one MORE helping but then there was this huge “Puff” and everything “turned a kind of a saffron-like color for a moment”.

Hmmm.  Let me try that again.   Eating the lunch buffet at Saffron Indian Restaurant is like listening to one of the world's great musical masterpieces while strolling through a magnificent museum of art. Cascading tones of taste blend with contrasting elements of sour and sweetness.  Rich textures of pan and marsala and korma waft through the canvases and melodies of chicken and peas and mushrooms and lentils and rice and potatoes, all of which are saturated in the deep rich fullness of the melted flavors of spices and gravies that bring memories and dreams of glory to life, and each new bite is more than just an elevation of spirit, it is also a preparation and initiation for the next communion of body, soul, smell and taste. Well - you will simply HAVE to go there (2135 Ayrsley Town Boulevard, Charlotte, NC) and enjoy new thrills of great food. For more information check here: http://www.saffron-cuisine.com/

Young Victoria at Footcandle Film Society in Hickory NC

Not really a movie buff, I usually check my watch a couple of times during the few performances I attend. Not this time. In fact, I felt I was being cheated when I realized this film was coming to its close. The actors seemed to show an excellent display of personalities that walked a fine line (and crossed it a lot of times) between incarnation and cartoon. Loved the King Uncle. Took me back to my Air Force days. Queen Victoria was really the queen, like an icebreaker moving through dangerous waters, she was both captain and lookout as she elegantly went where no man had ever gone before. How did she get historically tagged with being so prim and proper? The Victorian era will always be know as the period in which the really interesting stuff was hidden, concealed and officially "ignored". Perhaps that came from her remoric politicians and their interrelationship. Prince Albert was of course imortalized in a can and for 100 years introduced young men to their first (and probably their best) taste of tobacco. I would call it a good movie and recommend it to anyone who was expecting to become a queen, or who might have to become one someday, or who might discover they have married one.